Prologue
Prologue In his world there had only been darkness, destruction, and little hope for creation. That had before her, Elena the angel of hope, her vibrant being full of life, had fallen. She had been a fighter of great beauty. However her wings had been singed as well as broken. Her state had pained him greatly, such a beautiful creature should not have fallen as such. He still retained the memory of her plight as clearly as before. "Who are you?" she had looked at him eyes piercing green as he had knelt to her saying nothing, had picked her fragile form up, and carried her to safety of his realm. During this short period she had been unconscious for a time as he had watched over her from the shadows. The memory he recalled as he smiled had been both pleasant as well as painful. "Who are you? Where am I?" where her first words. "I am ruler of this realm. As to where you are, you are in a spare bed chamber of my palace" he did not intend to f...